𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 - 𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖞.

one.

"probably his girlfriend. maybe, i mean, she's pretty. he's not."

"shut up," ashtray demanded, watching as fez exited the car and walked over to the guy. "nah, i don't like this."

"me neither," ashtray commented, eyes following his brother and the man as the woman stood in front of the car. she began walking over to it and opened the door, sliding in next to you.

"hold on, i'm just gonna move real quick," seraphina said, hopping over and resting into the drivers seat. "what the hell are you doing?" ashtray asked, eyes concentrated on her as she moved around.

"i'm not sitting in between them two. they're both high as fuck."

"we can hear you, you know?" rue said.

"yeah, i know, that's the point."

ashtray snickered at seraphina's response and was about to respond before fez leaned against the drivers side door. "ten, twenty minutes tops, all right? y'all, just please stay in the car. no fucking funny business. let's go."

ashtray gave seraphina a glance before getting out the car, leaving the three girls alone.

"hi, i'm faye."

"yo, fam, i'm rue," they fist bumped and seraphina turned around, introducing herself to the girl. "seraphina." she made the decision to not say her last name just in case she got asked loads of questions by the obvious drug user.

as the other girls spoke in the back, seraphina's phone began ringing and she excused herself to answer it. it was her uncle.

"yo, where are you?" he asked, making seraphina gulp as she tried to think of an excuse. if he knew she was on a drug deal with fezco, he'd freak and blow his house up.

"with some friends. we're at the park."

"oh, ok. well, be home soon, alright?"

ending the call, she turned around and furrowed her brows when she noticed faye with her leg in the air. "yo, what the fuck? you can't be doing that here!" seraphina snapped, getting ready to open the car and drag her out.

but before she could, someone grabbed her from behind and started dragging her into the building. she screamed and hit his arm, but he didn't seem to be hurt by it.

she was shoved against the wall next to ashtray, whilst a man examined her carefully. "where do i know you from?"

"i don't know," she shrugged, hoping to god this wasn't some guy her uncle had wronged. he gave her a strange look before gripping the other guys neck, saying rather angrily, "you come to my motherfuckin' house, with two fucking twelve year olds, two junkie whores, and a motherfucker i don't know."

he began explaining some stuff but she drowned it out, staring behind her to a woman in a chair. she beckoned over to the guy who grabbed you outside, and he went over.

must have been the boss.

they whispered for a moment before he left and turned the radio on. "all y'all, let's get naked right fuckin now."

oh hell no was seraphina going to get naked in front of everyone. first off, she was a minor. and second of all, she'd probably throw up in his face.

ashtray began undressing and seraphina widened her eyes, wondering if he'd actually do it. "except for you, keep your shit on. nobody wants to see you naked."

"bj, take his and the girls ass down to the closet."

bj grabbed both of them by their coats and began dragging them down the hall, as the others protested. "you're hurting me," she groaned, but he didn't listen.

ashtray began fiddling with his pocket and you remembered the glock. but the guy took notice and snatched it off him, opening the closet door and throwing them both inside.

it was extremely small. like, claustrophobic type small. ashtray hit the door a couple of times until he sat down, next to seraphina.

"bro, you could have just told him your last name. ain't nobody gonna fuck with you." ashtray said, eyeing the girl as she picked away at her nail polish.

"i'm not telling him my name, who knows what he'd do."

everything was silent for a bit until seraphina felt her phone buzz in her back pocket. "shit, it's my uncle."

"and?"

"he thinks i'm at the park, not trapped in a drug dealers closet with some boy."

"ey, you're lucky that boys me. fuck knows if it was a pervert. i don't fuck with perverts."

seraphina decided to let the phone ring out before shooting him a text back, informing him she'd be home soon. but the truth was, she didn't even know if she'd make it out of the house alive.